3 p.m. storms

Really enjoyed this...

Thank you

To me night storms are kind of glamorous:)
Something about the lightning flashing
followed by the thunder.
Thanks for sharing this!

Mmm. I love the way Central Florida tries to flood the world every afternoon.

But there are those days where the rain feels morose. As if regret were palpable.

The storm threatened inside my walls
it flashed lightening, a tempest brew
tears formed, flood warning
I cry, an outpouring of feeling
forlorn in the pain
I keen alone
washed away by pain
you reached out for me when I drown
picked me from the deluge
and kissed my soul

love you lady ❤️

Thank you beautiful. I appreciate you.

Thought provoking...

Been watching recent storms...

(Actually...

I watched one come in from the shore,
then sat under a bridge,
sheltering from the storm...

Strangely enough,
such a thing is a place I project myself...

In certain meditations...)

[On a side note...

I did observe we were having a drought...

Seemed we got
at least lower than average rain amounts
the rest of the time after...

In any event...

Have been watching storms...

Captured cool...

The recent storms have felt like a reflection of my inner self lately. It's been weird.

I like weird.

Thanks for your cool observations Cipher.

Yeah

BIG

Fuck.

Exquisite description of the rain. 🤗

Thanks my friend.

I like these calm little moments before the storm
It reminds me of beethoven

Fur Elise to be specific.

The second stanza really spoke to me. Feeling the pain that love sometimes evokes.

Fuck yes. The way it storms on one pane of the glass, and remains calm on the other is a reflection of that hurricane of fucking pain.

Thank you for you

Fuck, Ethan, you're a breath of fresh fucking nitrogen.

Thank you. I feel seen and it's glorious. Thank you